There’s beauty in the ordinary things that surround us.

I get to see all sorts of random stuff when walking.

According to my husband, he says that I take my walks with a peculiar gleam in my eyes as if I am a blood hound on the trail of something.

I am still trying to figure out if I should laugh at his comment or glower at him. I guess it will depend on my mood and PMS 😉

I wonder how the person/s ate the fish on this trail? I think they were two people and they ate the head too!